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| 3:52 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:25 | 
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look at the blueprints as they disappear
cuz of the blank space filled with all our fears to make a move could be devistation to take a chance is a way to face them make a it a choice to take a differnt road you want a revolution you gatta make a differnce on your own wanna revolution stand up stand out and make it known a new state ?relivation? a new day brings you to the nation these days another way to replay no replay i think im ?better? this way times up and can i say its ok to late i shoulduve coulduve made me why wait but in the end it could be my last big mistake you want a revolution you gatta make a differnce on your own wanna revolution stand up stand out and make it known face first new days choices we made ^ the face first our ability to chose I make a change insteada saying that its just fine time to open up and time to realize you can make a differnce if you try you want a revolution you gatta make a differnce on your own wanna revolution stand up stand out and make it known |
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| 3. |
| 4:14 |
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| 4. |
| 2:59 |
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| 5. |
| 3:48 |
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| 6. |
| 4:48 |
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| 7. |
| 1:18 |
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| 8. |
| 3:16 |
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| 9. |
| 2:54 |
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| 10. |
| 1:59 |
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| 11. |
| 3:48 |
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By myself I sit alone
I'm wondering about a poem I can't express the way that I feel in words I start to write, when I'm all alone. I can't say that I know what I'm talking about I can't say that I can keep below a shout I can't say that I want what I'm writing about I can't say that I know what I'm talking about As my body turns to stone I start to peel my brain right to the bone I'm trying to bring justice to my thoughts I'm trying just to let my mind reign Now I can't feel a fucking thing Well then I ask my self, hey now why should I sing I'm trying to bring justice to my thoughts I'm trying just, to let my fucking mind reign! |
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| 12. |
| 0:50 |
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It seems there's nothing more that I can do
I've been staring at a wall since noon There's nothing more that I'm used to With all these fucked up difference And not to mention points of view What we don't' see What out of sight Not out of mind We're told to Just sit back and listen and not say a word Just do what you tell me and never be heard That's just the type of bullshit that I'd expect from you You're driving me crazy Siempre Loco I've got that good old fashioned feeling running Through my bones They call it free will, now taking control I'll speak my mind, and my actions? Live the way that I choose I'm tuning you out, and I will never |
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| 13. |
| 4:56 |
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| 14. |
| 2:48 |
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